His love .

His love was like a
Boa constrictor

Wrapped tightly
around her heart

She fought with all her might
Struggling with every part

If only his love
Was tender

And didn't confine
So tight

Maybe she would have
Survived another night

The poor little angel struggled
With all her might

Under her broken wings
Escaped within the fight

Her heart confined
Within silence

No air in her lungs
To breath

Simply let go
The angel was freed

His love was like a
Boa constrictor

Wrapped tightly
around her heart

If only his love
Was tender

Maybe she would have
Survived another night

Simply she let go
beneath Her broken wings

Up towards the heavens
Within the light

Escaping his restrictions
That held her heart to tight.